March 24, 2008Zero day at Cloud 9; a beautiful thing. Cloud 9 is something between a hostel, a bus station, an ER and Grandma's house. My day here involved sleeping in, catching up on my journal, reading, Internet, a nap, an excellent conversations. My dinner tonight was with Stinger, a 73 year-old retiree section - hiking with his 60-something "young" hiking partner, and Wildflower, a twenty something with dreadlocks and an pierced eyebrow. Also walking around are college-aged types whose every sentence includes the word "dude," and women over 50 with shaved heads.
The tragedy is that Fran and Laura, the owners, are looking to sell. Fran's "real" career as a world-class optical engineer does not mesh well with small-town North Georgia. I hope someone can be found who keeps the spirit of the place.
3 comments:
All Right well, Eric seems to be doing well thus far. Let's see...given this turn of events he should have made Franklin Sunday or Monday Easily and this weekend should be somewhere between NOC and Fontana Dam. Having done sections of this trail myself it is fairly easy to envision where he is at a given time. Hope he is having a great time and enjoying himself even with the storms that rolled thru during the last couple of days. And then again maybe that slowed him down just a tad. Looking forward to reading more soon.
Marty - 'Touch of Grey'
Eric - I'm going to love following this blog - walk, Forrest, walk!
Dude! Sounds like a great place, dude.
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